"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
A caricature my beloveds' memory of myself it became.But,Jokes on them since I laugh at myself,Anyway.I tend to believe if you can't giggle at yourself,A part of you is dead inside,In need of revival… Nobody's perfect.As cliché as it is,Nobody's certain!Of themselves completely.We,Stumble at times.We,Crumble and cry.Sometimes,We just need a big ole' humble pie!Our faces... Continue Reading →
"Why does it have to be me?" The question I ask when I walk down a street,Where my feet never feel welcomed.A beast in the eyes of each person I pass while I smile with a piece of me broken.And,Only I know what rattles inside of a mind I pray for,For the moment… No one... Continue Reading →
All I’ve been yearning for is,To be like my old self again.But,Much less flawed than before.Although nothing in this world is perfect,It’s all that’s left to strive for.Because,Friends I don’t have,Alone I am,With a poem in my hands!I mean,What else should I be doing with my time in a world refusing to understand…How much it... Continue Reading →
Writing's what I do. I'm used to filling up a room, With a silly rhythm you'd, Normally wouldn't hear often. Most say I'm off in a mind painting panoramic vibes, On a stage where real events are plotted. Like, Hoping you would smile as I admit my nonsense. Innocent? I'm not! This, Is just my... Continue Reading →
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